The Same Old Thing by Delilah Rodrigo
I always want more in life. But the one I made for myself has left me nowhere, utterly nowhere. I have friends, but not the ones that you are really close with. We have fun, we kind of just snack, eat and watch the latest Ryan Gosling movie (which 9/10 times is The Notebook). Don’t get me wrong, they’re really nice but, without them, I have nothing to do. Like my parents are busy people who aren’t home. They’re always on call, they’re surgeons. I watched a couple (or all) episodes of Grey’s Anatomy and I don’t get it, like standing all the time on your feet and cutting people. I mean it can be fun, like the rush, but living in a small town all you get is to treat the next-door neighbor’s lung transplant because they’ve been smoking since the 60s, and the flu. I wish that my parents would have forced me to do some boring after-school club or signed me up for one, because eventually I would like to have something right, and then my whole life would be planned out. The phone rings. As per usual, my friends ask to hang out and we all decided to meet at Addison’s house, and since Amelia is the only one that can drive (because I failed my test three times), she’s picking me up. “Hey. I was really thinking that we can switch things up instead of watching The Notebook, you know,” Addison said. “Yeah,” I responded, “No problem. So what are we going to do?” “Ummm I don’t know. We can have a baking contest and then Olivia or my mom can be, like, the judge.” Olivia is Addison’s younger sister, so you know she won’t choose sides. Ameila pointed out, “Yeah, so where are we going to do all of this because I know your room is the smallest in the whole house?” “That’s why my dad left me the attic. He emptied it and everything so we can just decorate it and clean it up,” Addison said. “Even though we were cleaning and it isn’t, like, my biggest strong point but, hey, at least it’s something new.” “Luna, LUNA, LUNA, remember these? These were the pants you left at my house ‘cause you ripped them.” 273